Raylo's gaze was drawn to something on the desk by the window.
It was a piece of parchment, spread open.
Beside it lay a feather pen, the ink on its tip long since dried.
He walked over, and the two Legendary Mages and Master Barnaby followed.
Raylo reached out and carefully brushed the dust off the parchment.
On the parchment, a passage of recorded history was written in a fluid script.
The writing had faded to a grayish color with age, but it was still clearly legible.
"...Regarding the Divine Spirit who claimed to be 'passing through' this world, the Alliance Council's final decision was to refuse him. We cannot accept a 'god' who requires the 'faith' of believers to sustain his own existence. We will not allow him to spread his illusory doctrines in our world, a world built on truth and knowledge. We believe that Power comes from within, from exploring the world's Power of Origin, not from empty prayers."
